The Hidden Urban Wealthy Alchemy

A Desperate Gamble.

The Oldies and Goldies Building heliport was the destination of the helicopter-arrived 911 dispatcher. Mr. Smith had a red face. His paleness had subsided since his initial faint.

Mr. Smith was responded to right away by two nurses and an emergency physician. The male doctor said, following a quick analysis to determine the diagnosis. "Is there any particular medical treatment, or an expert who gave Mr. Smith first aid earlier?" His eyes were focused on the attractive girl dressed in masquerade, whom he assumed to be a member of the Oldies and Goldies. It was Mr. Smith's lone daughter, Theresia Smith.

With hesitation, Theresia gestured to Taylor, who was still lounging in the wall corner. "Him!"

The medic turned to face Taylor and opened his mouth to say something, but Theresia interrupted. He's neither a medic nor a doctor, though. He is dispensing his homemade medications, which he claims function like those made by god." Theresia gave a smirk. How is it possible that god pills, the